𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿

06.

irl

  After her little post, Gulianna had decided to get ready for the upcoming group dinner. She sat down on her hotel floor, doing her makeup whilst the light sounds of 'Laufey' played in the background.

Kika and Pierre were in the room next door also getting ready, the dinners were a big formal event that all the drivers and there girlfriends would attend. Although Gulianna isn't a girlfriend herself, somehow Kika had always managed to sneak her in which she was externally grateful for.

Two hours of getting ready past, her hair and makeup was done and she was wearing a gorgeous white two peice. Just as she was about to take photos, there was a loud banging on the door. "Hurry up!" yelled out Pierre. Gulianna scoffed as she got one last photo before grabbing her white lady dior bag and headed out.

"Goodness you do complain out," she mumbles out to the French boy standing infront of her. He rolled his eyes, Gulianna know turning her attention to Kika, her jaw practically dropping. "My my don't you look stunning," she said in awe. Gulianna always found Kika pretty, because she was. She was incredibly beautiful inside and out.

"Says you," Kika winked at her whilst Pierre stood there watching his girlfriend get flirted with by her best friend. "Alright alright, enough," he said slightly annoyed but more joking that anything. The two girls both laughed, as the three made there way down to the lobby of the hotel.

A sleek black limo was there to escort the three to the restaurant, which had been fully booked out just for this dinner.

Once they arrived, they took their seats. The seating was strategically placed so all couples were sat together, which ment Gulianna was on the opposite end to her two friends. Luckily for her Charles and his girlfriend Alex were near, but unluckily for her the only other single person was him.

He hadn't arrived yet which made it only more nerve racking, this was the closest they would be with each other since last year. And she wasn't quite sure how she felt, she knew she was attracted to him but there was something holding her back. Maybe after a few drinks that would disappear she silently thought to herself.

  He arrives shortly, wearing a white button down with trousers, and oh my god. Gulianna had to refrain from looking at him, he couldn't know anything. He noticed her slight flush and smirks, sitting besides her. "Look who it is," he mumbles, his voice sending echo's through her.

  She tried to play it off, scoffing slightly. "Norris," she says flatly. He laughed her tone, he knew where this night would end and so did she. The two made small conversations, subtle digs and slight flirts. Luckily no one had really noticed as they were all drunk, including them two.

  As the night commenced, the group found there way to a small club in the centre of Miami. It was loud, flashy and bright. The music filled there ears, everyone had gone off into little sub groups yet Lando and Gulianna were glued by each other. As the music played, they danced against each other, hips swaying as they held one another.

  He peppered small kisses along her jaw and she giggled at the action. Yes they were drunk, yes this is exactly what happened last time she went to a race but neither one cared. They were each others drug, they couldn't say away from each other no matter what. "Let's go back to mine, hm?" he said lowly, his voice sounded demanding yet there was a slight beg behind it.

  She nodded as they slipped from the crowd and headed to his hotel. The night escalated quickly from there, and here she was in the same situation, with the same man from last year in Monaco. Somethings really never change.

soushieee
i'm so sorry at my writing, the irl stuff is so hard to write. but regardless hope you enjoyed and pls lmk what you think 🥹

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